How do they find me? I try so hard to be a nice person, but some people make it so difficult. There I am sitting in a waiting room some place. As we all sit there waiting for the doctor, nurse, dentist, lawyer, whatever, no one is talking. Everyone is sitting there not looking at each other. They are reading five year old magazines or watching CNN post the same story every fifteen minutes as breaking news. So I say something benign, like "how about that weather" and then it comes out. The person just has to tell me all about the details of their back surgery and how awful the food is and how much water they put on and how their neighbor who is a diabetic drinks twelve cokes a day. Or they witness to me about how God talks to them and sits on a throne just like the one in that movie.
All I wanted to do is have a polite little conversation to pass the time and I get the crazy person. How do I do it? Can't someone just be a nice person who has a fairly normal life. "The weather has been great. Have you done anything fun this summer? Did you like your trip to some nice vacation spot? It was perfect? What a blessing to spend time with your family!"
Now isn't that a nice conversation? But alas alack, I end up with the person who is lonely and just needs an ear to hear. So I say my favorite quote from Corrie ten Boom "Lord love them through me cause I can't." Then I smile and nod and oh and awe at the right time. And thank God when one of us gets called in.
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